Spit In The Reaper's Eye

[Intro] [Verse] Draggin’ the carcass across the floor Manic mechanic, I’m mashin’ more Panic? Vanish behind the door? Nah, frantic, volcanic, a god of gore Never stutter, I mutter hex Cutter of clutter, I cut your neck Keep your gravity, space collapse Sky cavity, vanity, vein that snaps Flip the script and I rip the page Grip the blade with a vicious rage Not for wrist, I resist the fade Build a wall outta bones and plague Suicidal? Idle noise That’s a toy for the weaker boys I’m arrival, tidal, black I’m survival in pitch‑black Don’t you mention that final breath I’m intention injected in death I’m the engine that rends control I’m a wrench in your blessed soul No clean murder inside my sight Just a surgical slice of fright I’m a collision, a split in faith I’m the fission that spits in grace [Chorus] Movin’, provin’, I never break Bruisin’ soothin’ the path I take No rope on neck, no lead in head I’m the nightmare they thought was dead Pushin’, pullin’, I stay alive Spirit of limit, I sweat and strive Grinnin’ in sinew and cyanide Still I spit in the reaper’s eye [Verse] Spit is a pillar of bitter grit Fang in the mirror, I mirror it Second is weapon I gotta wield Desert of terror, my tongue a shield Paranoia? I twist the trap Void in the void where the demons snap I destroy what destroyed my breath Fill the gap with a grin of death Think I’m shakin’ or takin’ flight? Nah, a titan of after-fright I won’t slaughter a daughter’s skin But I’ll haunt every thought within Water that’s hotter than torture plan Boil in the soil of the mortal man Commitment to livin’ is spite and spit Middle finger to the pit I quit Breath is heavy but deadly, wait Ready to carry a carrion weight Tongue is a trigger, a bigger gun Father of farther, I run on run [Pre-Chorus] Blood is pumpin’, the drums go dumb Lungs are jumpin’, my teeth go numb Numb is a tower of jagged bone King of the sting on a rusted throne [Chorus] Movin’, provin’, I never break Bruisin’ soothin’ the path I take No rope on neck, no lead in head I’m the nightmare they thought was dead Pushin’, pullin’, I stay alive Spirit of limit, I sweat and strive Grinnin’ in sinew and cyanide Still I spit in the reaper’s eye [Outro]